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A/N: Okay, thank you guys for giving me the most reviewed chapter of mine! I was incredibly shocked, and grateful, and just wanted you guys to know that! This chapter is dedicated to all of you who've stuck by me from the beginning of this story! So…thank you guys, and here's the next chapter!

Chapter Twenty: Confession Part II

Shane froze behind Mitchie. Had he heard right? Did she just… "What?" he asked.

Mitchie jumped in her seat, turning around to look up. Seeing Shane only made her want to crawl under a rock and die. She slowly turned back around. "I didn't say anything…"

He rushed over to the other side of the table, setting the drinks down firmly. He then sat, pulling her chin up with his finger. His expression was one she'd never seen on him before. In a panic, he asked, "What did you say?"

Mitchie's face wore a pink, rosy blush. One that Shane found to be absolutely adorable. She wore it well. "Shane…please…don't make me say it again."

"Mitchie…please?" He looked on the verge of tears, and Mitchie couldn't stand that…so, she would swallow back her pride, and Say It Again.

"I said…that…I love you." She held her breath, waiting for his reaction.

Shane smiled, but it was much unlike any smile she'd ever seen him give. It was strange…but she had to admit, she loved it on him.

She was confused though. Why wasn't he saying anything? "Shane? If you're making fun of me…"

Before she could continue her rant, Shane had leaned over, grasping her face with his hands. Softly, but eagerly, he kissed her. Mitchie's eyes widened in surprise. She had expected anything but that. A rejection wouldn't have shocked her…but acceptance? It was unfathomable.

Nevertheless, she did close her eyes, leaning into the kiss. When they did break apart, due to lack of oxygen, not by choice, both were wearing an expression of delirium.

Shane looked into her eyes, "I love you too."

Mitchie smiled. "I kind of got that feeling…" she looked to him in confusion. "Wait. Why aren't you freaking out about Nate and me?"

Shane laughed. "You're kidding right?"

Mitchie didn't get it. "What are you talking about?"

"Mitchie…I know the truth. I've known for a few weeks now." He smiled at her, but she frowned. Uh oh…

"What do you mean, 'you've known for weeks'?" She crossed her arms over her chest, sitting up straight. She looked quite intimidating and Shane wondered how he was going to get out of this one…

He chuckled nervously. "Well…Caitlyn and Nate were…"

She held up her hand, narrowing her eyes. "Stop right there. I knew that little witch was acting weird…and Nate too! Oh, they're going to get it. I could've been making out with you weeks ago!" Shane raised his eyebrows but she continued. "But no….no one decides to tell me!" she was almost screaming, and the entire coffee crowd was starting to stare.

Shane whispered, "Perhaps we should go somewhere else?"

"No. You're going to tell me now." Mitchie's glare was something he was unused to…but he figured that if he wanted the girl…he was going to have to come clean.

"Well…I walked in on Caitlyn and Nate kissing…"

Mitchie's glare intensified. "Really? So what you're telling me is that those two weasels told you the truth, and they kept me out of it, right?"

"Hey! Why didn't you tell me what was going on, huh? Don't I have a right to be mad?"

Mitchie faltered. "Well…" she paused. "No?"

Shane rolled his eyes. "Mitchie…I think the person we should really be mad at is…"

Mitchie smirked, finishing for him. "Caitlyn."

Mitchie and Shane had left the Starbucks hastily, their drinks long forgotten. There was a certain someone…that they needed to "chat" with.

Together they made their way back to Shane's apartment, just to grab his car. They then made their way over to Nate's apartment, where they were certain they'd find Caitlyn.

They parked and made their way to the front of the building. Shane put in Nate's apartment number and Mitchie said, fake sobbingly, "You guys…Shane…Haley…kiss."

Shane held his laughter in as he heard Caitlyn say, "What!? That jerk! I'll kill him!" There was a bit of shuffling before the two were buzzed in.

Shane kept laughing, and Mitchie had to restrain herself from joining in. Caitlyn had no idea what she was in for…

Shane waited by the stairs, as Mitchie made her way over to Nate's apartment. Without knocking, like she usually didn't, she barged in, saying, "Caitlyn! Shane doesn't…want…me…" she threw herself into her friend's unsuspecting arms.

Nate stood off to the side, not knowing what to do or say. He simply stared awkwardly, hands in pockets. He tried to say, "Should I leave you two alone?" but it came out as, "Uh…I'm going to…uh…yeah…" and then he ducked into his bedroom.

Caitlyn was seething. "Mitchie, do you want me to hurt him? What happened? I knew we couldn't trust that Haley girl!"

Mitchie couldn't hold it in anymore. She burst into laughter. "Shane! You can come in now!"

And then Shane opened the door, smiling. Caitlyn looked from Shane to Mitchie. "What's going on?" she asked warily.

Shane crossed the room, kissing Mitchie's forehead softly. "Oh nothing…we just wanted you to know that we can mess with you just as much as you've messed with us."

Caitlyn continued with the confused look. "Huh?"

Nate poked his head out. "Shane? Mitchie? What are you-

Shane laughed, and then Mitchie laughed. The two then found each other's hands, intertwining them as they did. Shane looked down to Mitchie. "Ice cream?"

"Why yes…if you're paying!"

Shane rolled his eyes. "You know…when I said that I wanted to be gallant..." Mitchie didn't let him finish his thought as she dragged him out of the apartment.

Caitlyn and Nate were left to stare after them incredulously.

Five minutes later, Nate said, "Did you get it?"

Caitlyn shook her head, still staring at the door. "No clue."

A/N: Okay…I hope that this chapter didn't suck. I know it's short, and probably not as good as my other chapters…but…I do try! Review please!